12th Grade Poems | Examples of 12th Grade Poetry

Gloomy old witch with faded light blue eyes Your eerie spookiness took me by surprise There is something disturbing in your haggard face Your age has soured you, I think you have lost your grace. Even your dilapidated hat...Read the rest...

Sweet Strawberry jam Sticky gooey gummy And warmed up it is the most yummy Heaped up on toast is what I like the most Baked up fresh in grandma’s oven Delicious on ice cream Strawberry jam Sweet...Read the rest...

The door was open Why was it open Flutter Flutter I hear the sound Of the wings on the butterflies Coming from the open door Until I realize that The open door is not a door It is a book with a...Read the rest...

Dubai, a marvel nestled between nature's grandeur and technological prowess, enchants with its mesmerizing beauty. Skyscrapers reach for the heavens, their sleek forms kissing the azure sky. Once tranquil fishing villages along the Arabian Gulf, now...Read the rest...

Mein kampf synonymous as a blooper Writer of these words, a former Lower Providence inhabitant, who dwelled within darkest depths of Dante Alighieri's inferno for most of his outlandish, impish, and devilish growing up years witnessed microscopic scrimmage, where spermatozoan with most forcefulness muscled...Read the rest...

In the vast expanse of the cosmos, the allure of exploring beyond our own universe beckons. Through the lens of imagination, dream walking emerges as a metaphorical journey, transcending physical limitations. Traveling at the speed of thought,...Read the rest...

Every poem I read these days Be it love or pain, long or a short one Leaves me numbly amazed By how poets use the robot hand. When praised, filled their hearts with pride For an expensive tour on a...Read the rest...

Ah, Democracy, that grand charade Where every voice is equal made. But think, what chaos this has bred With common folk so widely led! A vote for every man and Bio? Come now, let's be serious, still. Why trust the masses...Read the rest...

Let the paths of our ancestors remain in sight, Their struggles, their dreams, their fearless might. Nkrumah's vision, Sankara's spirit, Lumumba's grace, Mandela's legacy, a beacon for our race. Ghaddafi's resilience, a lesson to embrace From Cameroon's plains to Sahara's...Read the rest...

Once upon a recent time not long ago A beacon shone, its brilliance aglow. With a vision as vast as the starry sky This light embodied, Kwame Nkrumah, our pride. Dreaming to free Africa from colonial shackles His resolve unwavering,...Read the rest...

Like yesterday, bitterness clings to my tongue That memory refuses to be undone. February 14th, a cherub's play, His arrow struck, leading me astray. A tiny angel, drapped in white Arrows of love, piercing the night. Revenge, my friend, I sought...Read the rest...

To what does she owes this? She asked in her grief A little girl left with no belief Of what it means to be a child She yearns for love as All other girls does The lunch pack in the...Read the rest...

Silence gripped fear in a very dark room As two hearts converged in the night's embrace. One worn by time's relentless race, The other seeking solace in its lonely space. He envisioned a fleeting encounter, brief Moments of passion, then...Read the rest...

If I ever visited Cameroon I'll aimlessly wander in its vast lands Savouring every moment of its beauty And marvel at the mysterious work of God's hand If I ever visited Cameroon I'll make friends with the grassfields...Read the rest...

Rivers, where once live thrived Now drowned in plastic, existence deprived. Fish, once free, now mere refugees Their homes desecrated, turned into time bombs. The trees are choking gasping for breathe Once vibrant and charming, now sealed in hate No...Read the rest...